SUPPOSE
No longer do I suppose
A canvas under cloth
A was within the swirls and strokes
Unfinished, you are lost
But once, your mystery
What I chose
To look at you and brush
Suppose within the swirls and strokes
To wonder wanderlust
sup·pose
s?'poz
Assume that something is the case
on the basis of evidence or probability
but without proof or certain knowledge.
May you always remember this about people who hate you
on the basis of the color of your skin,
your sex, gender, sexual preference or religious view…
THE PROBLEM IS WITH THEM…
THE PROBLEM IS NOT WITH YOU!
southern, technical wrestling style
a tech and grapple style. a
Spinebuster and DDT
as signature moves and
and a tough, tough demeanor
Becoming a world champion means
achieving the highest possible honor
in a sport or discipline, requiring
extraordinary dedication, talent,
and mental fortitude to be the best
in the world. It signifies being a globally
recognized winner of an elite
international competition, and for
many, it represents the culmination
of a lifelong pursuit of excellence
and a profound sense of achievement.
widespread respect and admiration felt
for someone or something on the basis
of a perception of their achievements or quality
To have your picture on the face of a stamp,
Is a honor reserved for the ones who cultivated change
Among the mèlange of inspiring faces,
Lays the face of someone who served on the basis,
Of freedom
Behind a small black and white picture,
A mighty face lays
With eyes of a fighter,
eloquent hair, neatly parted
The words,
Black white
Trust danger
Defiance hope
All line the bottom
Words of hope, words of courage
That picture is of a strong willed soul
Oh what a wonderful life, one bloke stole
Late at night, she deployed her clandestine runaway
With peers, she warily walked, not knowing where she was destined
Little did she know,
She would make this trip many times again, not knowing what each bestowed
Harsh winter nights, where the breeze grew as cold as coal,
She walked, walked and walked
Till’ days grew into the lines of a bole
She is a freedom fighter
She is a activist
She is a mother
She is a motivator
She is Harriet Tubman
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("In Memory of Gary Vaughn", 2018, original encaustic)
The Flavor of Kool-Aid
We all get to choose the flavor of Kool-Aid we drink.
And maybe that’s the extent of free will.
We each have our world views formed and cemented
By these biases, personal and cultural,
But even people as close as siblings
Who share the same DNA and conditioning
Can end up as different as oil and vinegar
But I’ve had my share of Kool-Aid,
And I don’t remember it having any flavor
Other than sweet.
What it offers as a way to entice
Is a difference in color,
Or put another way
A difference in appearance
And so it is with beliefs and biases.
It’s mostly a difference of surface over substance.
What is the substance of Kool-Aid?
A little dye, some sweetener,
And a whole lot of the universal solvent.
And what is the effect of our preferred Kool-Aid?
Reassurance that we have chosen
The best world view
To match our tastes.
Which are in fact chosen
On the basis of
What we want to see,
And the promise of something sweet.
(9/23/23)
I was always too fond of aliens and the other galaxies.
I was too eager to know about them and their families.
And I personally think they are much better than humans.
At least their so-called humanity isn't a delusion.
An alien isn't black or white.
An alien isn't body-shamed on the basis of his weight and height.
An alien is neither poor or rich.
And being mentally-disturbed isn't a glitch.
No alien is discriminated on the basis of religion.
And alien society can't interfere with an alien's decision.
I guess I was better off as an alien than a human being.
After all, a peaceful life with the aliens seems so much appealing.
Yes, I'm a nerd.
But, on the basis that you call me a nerd, is absurd.
So what if I'm shy and quiet?
How on earth does that prove that I'm not right?
I feel suffocated when I'm with you guys.
I honestly think you're nothing but a bunch of hypocrites.
How come we are the villains when you shed your crocodile tears?
What if I'm really tired of your you-don't-belong-here stares?
"What? Trust me, I don't really discriminate against you guys. "
To the girl who said this: you are annoying and so are your lies.
I acknowledge that we don't have the same preferences or choices.
But does that make us so bad that you even get vexed by our voices?
This 'loving' poem was for my 'loving' classmates.
I can't, and I won't bother myself with your hates.
You have an ISSUE with the
LGBTQ people.
You gather in your church with
The high steeple.
This does not mean LGBTQ
People have ISSUE'S.
You keep spreading hate,
The crap continues.
You must see us as a
Threat to you.
These words you speak about
Us are untrue
There is infinite space for
Us to live here.
You hate on the basis
We are *****.
Life is hard, you tend
To make it harder.
Why would you play
The martyr?
You say you walk with the lord,
Yet, you judge others.
I believe the good word says
We are sisters and brothers.
You try and hate us,
Out of existence.
We have never chosen the
Path of least resistance.
We are born this way,
You choose to hate.
All this because of,
Who we choose as a mate.
From where I'm standing,
You appear mentally ill.
There is a helper for you,
Just swallow the pill.
We are here to stay and
We are PROUD.
We are the COALITION of the
RAINBOW CROWD.
Turbo1904 ?
Our ability to fight climate change,
May well depend on the number of green thumbs,
We vote for, to lead the charge.
This may lead to thumb printing all candidates,
For all positions to check if they are truly green,
In this we should not hesitate.
All children should be exposed to grass,
That is green,
And to have planted at least one tree,
By the time they are three.
Foster parents should be selected,
On the basis of thumbs that are green,
And given gumboots for free.
Lastly all prisoners whose thumbs that are green,
Should be given reduced sentences,
And free gumboots on release,
Plus a packet of seed and a spade,
As well as their own vegie plot.
Schools should be funded on the basis,
Of thumbs that are green,
And children with green thumbs,
Should be given priority of entry.
University entrance,
Should be subject to a green thumb test,
Without hindrance.
Research into maximising,
The number of green thumbs,
Should take priority.
Not long to go now until we are
told we will know
How the next 4 year's are bound
to pan out
As the way it's been reported on
it's almost like we have a casting
vote or have a say in it ourselves
Bering in mind however or whichever
way it pan's out it is entirely up
to them not us
I highly doubt they care what we think
anyway as they have far more pressing
problems to deal with
And when such a big deal is made
of Russian interference why or how
come we don't feel the need to but
out either
If you believe in the supposition
that the news media are the so
called all knowing visionaries
they proport to be like our very
own BBC
Then this election is moot anyway
And just how much power can
or does a President really wield
in an actual democracy
Only a Dictator who rules by
an iron fist is trully blessed
with the gift of absolute power
Ask any old ordinary folk who lives
in say Russia, China, Iran, Afghanistan
or Saudi Arabia
On the basis of if no one is looking
over there shoulder or they are
reading verbatim from a script
Pause, smile for effect praise
the leader and maybe you will
see your family again
A Sequel to Paciolo Pen Saint’s No Thinkers Please
- - - - - - - - - - - -
*Where lies our Solomon ?*
When all the values of old plead not to die to the toxic virus of secularity
*Where lies our Solomon ?*
When the ocean of immorality wipes the print of the values of antiquity
Tell Me
*Where lies our Solomon ?*
When suicidal ropes are the best routes of escape to eternity
*Where lies our Solomon ?*
When we see liberality as a mean to kill every aspect of yesterday’s spirituality
Please think and tell me
*Where lies our Solomon?*
When we fight against religions and ordain immorality as a new form of religiosity
*Where lies our Solomon ?*
When babies unborn are aborted on the basis of their ‘mother’s right’; lo,our new reality
See
The world is suffocating from the monstrous acts of humanity
let’s open our eyes and stop this animality
When my girlfriend got pregnant, everything changed
My name, my address, quite estranged I became
Kept my other girlfriends though
On the basis of need to know
In case others had similar news to exchange
But how long should I flog myself?
Even when all else choose to beat me silly.
Or, if life be justified to change,
Should justice now lead to the gallows?
When I’ve only chosen to live life.
Or, is it just that I suffered dis-applaud
For living life on the basis of was is justified?
And if all else choose to flog me,
If all else choose not to reason my way,
Should I also flog myself?
And if so, for how long?
How long should I flog myself
When in my bid to live out the justice of life,
I am confronted with the injustice of men.
@SEPTEMBER 2017/©M.H.O.G Unveiled
I am happy but there is a pain in this gaiety.
The mosses and thistle have turned their tint on the threshold.
How more eon to be created, these collection of azure are getting shrivel.
How more shall I live on the basis of this white papers.
Everyday you are slaughtering me not with your aura but your letters.
Political killing is really bad
Very unfortunate, through the struggle i take it with a pang
And forget with much difficulty after a decade
But police killing? A Heinous crime
A blot upon democracy, a black spot on humanity
I abhor I detest and will never forget before a century
But killing someone
On the basis of collective consciousness?
Holy Lord! Never! Never! Until the civilization has not been destroyed .
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